I used to go thru my day eagerly anticipating drinking two glasses of red wine in the evening. Nothing much else happened after 7:00 pm for me, except going brain dead watching TV (reruns) and eating a salty snack to heighten the pleasure of drinking. My reward.
I did not want to not want wine. But a part of me knew I was a slave to it. Wine had too strong of a hold on me.
Then my dear friend and I were walking along our church’s garden path. There are meditative passages to read at seating areas along the path. One passage invited us to consider the storms in our lives. I was already moving toward the next bench to watch butterflies fluttering around purple flowers.
My friend asked, “What storms are you facing?”
I stopped. “I don’t want wine to be so important to me!!!!!!”
She prayed. Oh, baby, she prayed. Out loud.
That was two weeks ago.
Now I think about what book I want to read or household project I want to tackle or the class I’m going to attend in the evening.
That half a bottle of wine that was sitting on the counter two weeks ago still sits there.
Thank you, friend, for praying for me. It works, as explained in James 5:13-16 (NIV)
13 Is anyone among you in trouble? Let them pray. Is anyone happy? Let them sing songs of praise. 14 Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the Lord. 15 And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise them up. If they have sinned, they will be forgiven. 16 Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.